City of Santa Clarita Transit is a local bus service, administered by the City's transit division, that serves the City of Santa Clarita, California and nearby surrounding unincorporated areas. Daily operations and maintenance of the fleet are under contract with MV Transportation. City of Santa Clarita Transit local routes offers connecting services with Metro and Metrolink.
The County of Los Angeles contracts with City of Santa Clarita Transit to provide fixed route and Dial-A-Ride services in certain unincorporated areas of Los Angeles County that are adjacent to and/or nearby the city limits of Santa Clarita. Some of these areas include the unincorporated communities of Castaic, Stevenson Ranch, Sunset Pointe and Val Verde.
No other Los Angeles County transit agency provides service to, from or within the City of Santa Clarita.
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